He realizes at last that silently, resistlessly, the world about flows by him in two great streams: they ripple on in the same sunshine, they approach and mingle their waters in seeming carelessness,—then they divide and flow wide apart.
Du Bois uses a vivid metaphor to describe the pervasive and seemingly natural separation of racial groups in the American South.
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